Finally today I got to see a doctor for my knee injury, a small step for mankind but a giant step for me. I have postponed it for almost a year since I buckled my knee and injured it for the first time. Since then, I abused it several times again because I just couldn't resist the temptation to play sports, especially soccer, the game of my life. Through it I learned so much about life and human experiences, first how one can thrife in it and now, since the knee incident, learn the limit of it. So by going to the doctor today I officially admit to myself that I am older now and in a new phase of life.
But what really brought that notion of being older to home was actually by looking at the x-ray images of my own knee. This is my first time looking at x-ray and the inside of my own body parts. Suddenly, a small and tender voice from Mr. Knee spoke to me "See, that is you and that is also me, can't you see how small and fragile I am, just a little thing in there that has to endure all your 'exciting' activities. See, yourself and myself are one, we are one, whatever you do to me will happen to you..." Seriously, that's a revelation to me. Sometime we forget that our body is fragile and made up of many little parts... there is a limit for how much it can endure. My friend, be nice to your own body, please.